Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Mo Yun Chu looked at the Kuafu clan chief, whose eyes were red with anger, and her expression became lazy.

With such limited strength, you dare to dream of throwing the world into chaos?

She would admire this brute if he could withstand ten moves from his own leader.

The Kuafu clan chief looked at Mo Yun Chu, his pupils filled with pure killing intent.

Mo Yun Chu looked at the Kuafu clan chief with only contempt and the mockery one would show when facing prey.

"Chief, please come quickly."

"Otherwise... I might not be able to resist taking action."

Mo Yunchu murmured to herself.

......

Undying Land

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An not far away and let out a long breath.

Although his strength is lacking, his character is not bad.

He was genuinely afraid of death before he took the ganmu fruit.

He feared death and was afraid of perishing.

That's why he relentlessly pursued immortality during the ancient era of power struggles.

After consuming the fruit of the ginseng tree, he gained immortality and was no longer afraid of death.

This is people.

When people acquire new items, they initially cherish them greatly.

But as time goes by, over time, one will become less concerned.

That enthusiasm will only be reignited when the new items are used next time.

Even the most precious things, once obtained, will bring a sense of calm and composure.

If ordinary people are like this, even powerful beings like immortal priests are not immune to it.

Having attained immortality, he no longer sought eternal life and became unafraid of death.

After being destroyed by the warlord, he was reborn and his mentality improved considerably.

At this moment, looking at Prince An, he had only one thought: to defeat him and prove that the life force was stronger than the death force.

Thinking of this, the Priest of Immortality exhaled a breath of stale air.

The next instant, his figure flew backward, one hand holding a sword behind his back, the other hand forming a sword shape in front of him.

A strong wind blew up the priest's long hair, and his figure appeared somewhat hazy in the moonlight.

The swirling vitality gave him an ethereal aura.

The Immortal Priest flicked his sword finger, released the sword, and the longsword hummed softly before floating directly behind him.

Then, the longsword began to spin, and one sword shadow after another condensed under the influence of the moon spirit and vitality.

The myriad sword shadows transformed into a hurricane, swirling around the Priest of Immortality.

"The sword falls."

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An, pointed his sword, and ten thousand sword shadows rushed towards him.

More sword shadows suddenly appeared behind Prince An.

A sword shadow burst forth from the void, attacking him.

The immortal priest held a long sword, its tip pointing straight to the sky.

As night fell, the moonlight spread out, enveloping the entire night sky, and in the pure white moonlight, long swords emerged.

The longswords fell like raindrops, looking ready to strike at any moment.

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An with a calm expression.

Li Junsu looked at the sword shadows, his expression unchanged.

"The Yellow Springs fall."

"Naiheze".

Li Junsu struck out the Yellow Springs with a single palm strike, and the Yellow Springs water gushed out, instantly annihilating the Moon Spirit and dissolving the sword shadow.

At his level, he could do whatever he wanted with martial arts.

His casually unleashed palm strike, "Yellow Spring Fall," possessed the quality of a low-level martial art.

Just like Su An's funeral in Fengdu back then.

This is why outsiders see the Martial Venerable as if he were a deity.

They have a basic grasp of the power of heaven and earth and can also trigger such extraordinary phenomena.

What is this if not a fairy?

Facing the sword shadows attacking from behind, Prince An raised his hand, and the Naihe River roared forth.

The river water swallowed the sword shadow whole.

"Moon Slash".

The immortal priest also moved.

The sword shadows in the sky fell like pure white raindrops, and the figure of the Immortal Priest moved among these sword shadows.

Each time he moved through the air, he would grasp a sword and unleash a strike.

Each of these longswords carries a different sword intent, and with each swing of the Eternal Priest, a pure white sword mark is left between heaven and earth.

The Priest of Immortality aimed every sword strike at the King of An's vital points.

In the blink of an eye, he slashed, thrust, hacked, and parried, and hundreds of sword shadows surrounded Prince An.

Li Ge and Li Xi witnessed this scene, but there was no worry or surprise in their eyes.

"It looks nice but is useless; it's all show and no substance."

Li Xi brandished her twin blades, hacking and slashing the undead in front of her until they were covered in wounds.

Li Xi felt as if he had found the perfect punching bag, and used his opponent to test his swordsmanship.

She discovered that although this group of undead were not weak, they had very little combat experience.

Their experience in fighting is roughly equivalent to the Jiuli tribe's experience in love.

I can only say that it exists.

As for how many, I can only say there are.

Even when facing other elite Jiuli warriors, the Undead could still use their powerful inner energy to make their qi and blood unstable.

But when faced with Ligo Li's attack, the Undead were no different from sparring partners.

Now that he sees the Immortal Priest, Li Xi finally understands why the Undead are so weak.

Their leaders hadn't experienced many battles, and their killing moves were more beautiful than lethal.

If the leader is like this, how can the soldiers possibly be any stronger?

Powerful figures like the Human Emperor and the Soldier Master possess killing moves that are either dazzling or earth-shattering because their artistic conception is extremely profound.

The profound artistic conception resonated with heaven and earth.

The immortal priests, on the other hand, subconsciously pursue beauty.

This is putting the cart before the horse.

Faced with this move, Prince An gripped the hilt of Zhao Han's sword.

"Snatching the sun."

Prince An spoke calmly.

The surrounding pure white sword shadows were instantly tainted by deathly aura, their original vitality devoured.

Enraged, Sheng Yun attempted to fight against the death energy.

However, without a master, the original source is difficult to exert its power.

For something like death energy, which is completely controlled by the Dao Lord, it's as if it has found its own place in the world.

Prince An can mobilize all the death energy in the world.

The death energy is no longer something that flows between heaven and earth, but rather something that has an owner.

Conversely, the natural rhythm is uncontrolled.

The life force in the Undying Land was furious, but the life force that was far away in the Imperial Dynasty didn't bother with this place.

Most of the living beings, even those that are quietly asleep, reside among all the spirits of heaven and earth.

Only if there is another being with an absolute affinity for Sheng Yun can Sheng Yun be fully awakened.

It was like death itself.

It should be noted that even Li Qingfeng had some difficulty extracting death energy.

At that moment, the sword shadow was directly tainted by the abyss of deathly energy, and then it was seized.

The sword shadows transformed into streaks of black and red light, merging into Zhao Han's blade.

On Zhao Han's blade, the sun, moon, and stars appeared.

The blood-red full moon began to shine, and the Sea of ​​Oblivion within Prince An's body began to circulate.

The moon spirit gradually emerged, and the pure white moon merged into the blade of Zhao Han.

The black and red deathly aura on the blade of Zhaohan faded away.

Instead, there was a chilling killing intent brought about by the might of the heavens.

The killing intent was as pure as crystal, and the moon spirit merged into it, bringing forth a pure white light.

This time, Prince An's brilliance resembled that of the butcher from back then.

Pure and free of impurities, like crystal.

The immortal priest's pupils constricted.

He could sense that this was not yet the full force of Prince An.

Even so... he felt it would be difficult for him to defeat Prince An.

He didn't feel anything when the Lord of War killed him with a single blow.

It happened so fast that he didn't even have time to process his emotions.

But now it's different; he has come to understand what it means to be powerless to do something.

However, he didn't have time to think about it.

"Fleeting light".

Li Junsu looked at the Priest of Immortality and slashed out with his sword.

The gleaming light of the glass blade was almost nonexistent in the world.

However, the millions of lives lost attached to it demonstrate the power of this move.

“Life rhythm”.

"No death."

The Priest of Immortality looked at the blade with an extremely solemn expression.

He gripped the hilt with one hand, then ran his other hand across the blade.

The pure white blood was absorbed by the sword's edge.

The Immortal Tree at the very center of the Immortal Land burst forth with dazzling light.

A vast vitality descended upon the Priest of Immortality.

A pure white mist erupted from his body.

This is the blood energy brought about by his burning essence, vitality, origin, and divine consciousness.

The blade's edge flew to the Priest of Immortality, who held the sword in one hand and slashed down with force.

The blade's edge clashed with the sword's edge, shattering into pieces.

The massacre of a million lives erupted instantly, its force so great that it blew away the immortal priest who was burning his life essence.

The immortal priest's pupils twitched slightly.

He had already burned his life essence, yet he still couldn't defeat Prince An?

"Destroy."

The next instant, Prince An's figure vanished.

This time, the deathly aura enveloped the pure white full moon.

The originally bright moonlight turned into an even deeper and more terrifying black color.

The full moon also turned black.

Prince An is serious.

The deathly aura crashed down, directly suppressing the undead.

This also caused the immortal priest to pause for a moment.

Under the overwhelming killing intent of Heaven, even the Emperor himself would be momentarily delayed, let alone the Priest of Immortality.

The next instant, King An's indifferent face appeared directly in front of the Priest of Immortality.

"Feel sorry."

King An looked at the Priest of Immortality and spoke calmly.

If it were just a personal grudge with the warlord, he could let it go.

He even helped the warlord admit his mistakes.

But the Priest of Immortality, having received Sheng Yun's affection, would not have his hostility toward him erased by his apology.

Since that's the case, he has no choice but to personally send the other party back to the river of time.

The surrounding deathly aura transformed into those annihilated foreign lands.

In the shadowy realm of foreign lands, warriors flee and royalty wail.

These fears, terrors, and horrors transformed into chains, firmly binding the immortal priest.

"Dingning".

The immortal priest had no time to resist, nor to think any further.

A familiar feeling washed over him—the feeling of being annihilated by the Lord of War with a single blow, after which his consciousness vanished.

Li Junsu also saw the life of the immortal priest.

The young priest traveled to this place and, by chance, consumed the fruit of the ginseng tree.

He, who was immortal, led his people to settle here.

They had a new name: the Undead.

The immortal priests adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards their tribespeople.

This place, which could be called a pure land, had always been peaceful and happy before the arrival of the warlord.

Of course, besides the warlord, there was also an uninvited guest.

That is Yayu.

Yayu realized that this place had disrupted the order of life and death, so she visited it once.

Yayu only left after learning that the Priest of Immortality had gained immortality by consuming the Gynostemma pentaphyllum.

Li Junsu felt the majesty of the celestial being in the memories of the Immortal Priest, and his eyes flickered.

If given the chance, he must fight against Yayu.

As the scene faded, Li Junsu watched the immortal priest gradually disappear.

"You...you actually killed Erfu?"

The Priest of Immortality also witnessed King An killing Erfu and Erfu poisoning Yayu.

"How true... life is unpredictable."

The Priest of Immortality looked at King An and smiled helplessly.

He had a good relationship with Yayu, so Prince An was essentially avenging Yayu in a roundabout way.

However, the other party was a descendant of the military strategist, which left him somewhat dumbfounded.

Hate is not an option, nor is not hating.

"Strive to defeat the Jiuli tribe."

Seeing this, the immortal priest simply self-destructed.

He also realized Prince An's purpose.

He wanted to hone his soldiers, so he gave him the strongest elite troops.

Look, the butcher's knife in Prince An's hand is even sharper.

They are the real whetstones.

Having died once, the Priest of Immortality has become indifferent to life and death.

Or rather... most people, after living their lives again, will become more detached and easygoing.

The Priest of Immortality self-destructed, and the Mountain of Sighing Life, having failed to plunder the source, exuded a somewhat depressed mood.

You can't eat martial arts insights.

The immortal priest who self-destructed transformed into a full moon that illuminated the heavens and the earth.

Life was directly bestowed upon the undead.

The oppressive aura of death was completely dispelled.

The Undead were also enraged by the sight of Tiger Slaughter Guard.

An army driven by desperation is bound to win; watching their leader self-destruct, their morale actually soared to its peak.

They burn their essence and blood at an accelerated rate.

The next instant, an Undead citizen at the Sea-Gazing Realm, burning his life essence with all his might, temporarily stepped into the Martial Quest Realm.

He threw a punch, which landed squarely on the abdomen of the Tiger Slayer elite in front of him.

The next instant, this elite expert from a prominent family was blasted away.

Blood droplets fell from the air and landed, leaving specks of blood on the ground.

Li Junsu's eyes twitched as he watched this scene.

The tribes of ancient times were truly outrageous.

The Undead rely on their vigorous vitality to burn their life essence and blood, and can even briefly break through realms.

The Tiger Slayer elites were only at the Great Realm, but by forming a unified army and absorbing the overflowing blood energy of the Undead, they were able to withstand an attack from the Martial Quest without dying.

They don't seem very human.

The elite soldier who was blasted away landed lightly in mid-air, then clutched his abdomen and knelt on one knee.

"Wait, I'm going to kill you with my own hands."

The elite soldier absorbed the blood energy to heal his wounds, his eyes gleaming.

Seeing that the Tiger Slaughter Guards would not be able to subdue the Undying People in a short time, Li Junsu's figure slowly turned into death energy and dissipated.

It's time to go check out the Kuafu clan at the Demon Vein.

Night falls.

Before Prince An left, he heard Li Ge's sweet cry.

Li Ge naturally noticed that his leader was about to leave.

Almost instantly, she became wary.

Since the demons aren't here, is it possible that there's another battlefield?

On the other side of the battlefield... perhaps it's the demon race.

Now that the leader has left, is he going to see the demons?

How can this work!

She must quickly subdue the Undead and then catch up with the leader.

As Li Ge gave the order, streaks of dark light flew into the night sky.

Prince An's figure also disappeared.

"The leader has gone to another battlefield."

Li Ge's voice made the rest of the elite soldiers freeze in place.

Then, an even more explosive morale than that of the undead soldiers erupted in the land of the undead.

......

On the other side, within the demonic veins, death energy condensed in the demonic realm.

Before Li Junsu could even show himself, he felt an oppressive force even heavier than mountains.

Prince An appeared and directly stretched out his hand to block the giant axe that was about to strike him down.

He caught the heavenly soldier's attack with one hand.

This is the current Prince An.

Li Junsu slightly raised his eyelids and saw the ferocious face of the Kuafu clan chief.

"The successor of the Lord of War?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A deep, resonant voice, carrying a chilling killing intent, echoed through the heavens and earth.

Upon seeing this, Prince An slightly increased the pressure on his hand.

The Kuafu clan chief, whose body was as heavy as a mountain, suddenly took two steps back.

Mo Yun Chu watched this scene and touched her neck.

The leader's current strength... is even greater than mine.